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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Inspiration/Block (for the writer) (05/20/10)

TITLE: Frustrations and Felines
By Charla Diehl
05/26/10


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My brows are wet with perspiration
Because Iím void of inspiration,
Maybe a stroll to the nearby creek
Will encourage my writerís voice to speak.

I smile at ducklingís nervous quacking,
Aware my adjectives are lacking.
A casual breeze plays with my hair,
Unproductive hours pass in despair.

Please, Nature inspire like before
When raindrops played upon your floor,
And in my haste to search for cover
A forest sprite I did discover.

This living canvas of Godís creating
Often is so captivating,
Ideas should flourish in my brain--
This drought today I canít explain.

The more I try, the more frustration,
Iíve never felt such desperation.
Tears well up in tired eyes
Itís writerís block, I theorize.

Homeward bound with paper bare,
Again the breeze plays with my hair.
A little rest--thatís whatís needed
And soon my own advice is heeded.

While asleep some thoughts took shape
So at 2 AM Iím now awake,
When reaching for the nightlight dim
I rolled too far and squished poor Mim.

I tried to stroke her, calm her down--
She arched her back, gave me a frown
Then she leaped from bed to floor
And dashed out through her kitty door.

I grabbed my robe and in bare feet
Searched for my pet on Maple Street.
In the moonlight, on a limb
There she was, my furry Mim.

Beneath the branch I humbly purred,
With attitude Mim soon concurred;
Then from the tree on me she jumped,
From loss of balance my head got bumped.

Not sure how much time had passed
When I awoke on dew drenched grass,
But witty words forged through my clog
Which helped create my Thursday blog.

Maybe it just took relaxing
From a world thatís over taxing,
My moonlit rest brought new perspective
And now Iím feeling quite reflective.

Mim forgave me for her trauma
And late last week became a mama.
Three new kittens sheís now feeding,
Thereís no more, ďThe EndĒ youíre reading.


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Beth LaBuff 05/27/10
*smile* I loved the journey with your frustrations and the resulting feline escape escapade. :) Your ending is priceless [Mim's three new kitties]. :) Wonderful work here!
Elizabeth Cain06/01/10
The rhymes you chose were so fun to follow. I am no good at poetry, so I'm at a loss of how you poem writers can write such witty pieces of work that flow so superbly. Loved the catchy story!
Margaret Kearley 06/01/10
This is fun - a great poem -well done.